CHAPTER 1126: CHAPTER 1143: PURPLE DEMON FLOOD DRAGON

"Realm Master, as long as you are willing to spare me, everything in Shushan is yours. I swear I will be your most loyal subordinate, willing to be your dog, ready to dedicate everything I have to you!" Tang Quan pleaded in terror.

However, Ye Feng merely sneered with disdain: "Even after you’re dead, Shushan will still submit to me, and everything you leave behind will be mine..."

After hearing Ye Feng’s words, Tang Quan cried out in terror: "Why, why won’t you spare me! I am a Great Perfection in Divine Realm, and Li Jiuling is merely a waste in the early Divine Realm, my value far exceeds his. Why would you kill such a powerful subordinate for a mere waste like him, why!"

Ye Feng replied indifferently: "In my subordinates, there are no wastes! So what if you’re at Great Perfection in the Divine Realm, with me around, it’s not difficult for Li Jiuling to reach that level. Blame your bad luck for offending one of my subordinates..."

Listening to Ye Feng’s words, Li Jiuling’s heart trembled with immense gratitude and emotion. He knew Ye Feng wasn’t joking with him or saying these things just to spite Tang Quan. Li Jiuling understood that if Ye Feng had said it, then it was surely possible, and thus he could fully trust him.

At this moment, Li Jiuling approached Tang Quan, looking at Ye Feng, feeling as if he were dreaming.

"Mr. Ye, can I really kill him?" Li Jiuling asked once more, looking at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng nodded lightly and said, "Do I look like I’m joking with you?"

Li Jiuling was overwhelmingly excited, then turned to Tang Quan and shouted: "Tang Quan, you scum, if it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have fallen to such a state. Back then, to acquire the position of Sect Master of the Shushan Sword Sect, you framed and killed my wife and children. Today, I will not spare you. Do you have any last words? I’ll give you a chance to repent!"

Tang Quan cried out in terror: "Li Jiuling, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please spare me, let me live, give me a chance to make amends, I really don’t want to die, please!"

At this moment, Tang Quan no longer had the dignity of a Martial Arts Grandmaster or a strong Divine Realm expert, becoming merely a craven and cowardly man.

But it was understandable. After all, someone at his level, having boundless honor, supreme status, immense power, wealth, and authority—having not yet fully enjoyed them—would be reluctant to die just like that.

However, madness was evident in Li Jiuling’s eyes, his killing intent soaring: "You scum! Do you think that by saying this, I will spare you? You framed me, slandered me, took my Sect Master’s position, and seized my cultivation resources, but you must never, ever have harmed my family, my wife, and children. Now, finally having the chance for revenge, how could I possibly let you off!"

At this moment, Li Jiuling’s eyes were filled with intense killing intent. Tang Quan knew that no matter how much he pleaded, Li Jiuling would never spare him, and today, Li Jiuling would certainly kill him.

Tang Quan could only turn to Ye Feng: "Realm Master, I beg you, I know my mistake, please spare me!"

Yet Ye Feng directly ignored Tang Quan, not even sparing him a glance.

Seeing that his pleas were ineffective, Tang Quan’s previously timid demeanor suddenly turned vicious and crazed, glaring at Ye Feng fiercely: "Ye Feng, don’t push me. If worst comes to worst, we all perish together! I’m asking you one last time, are you willing to let me go? If you do, everyone can remain safe, otherwise, we’ll both die!"

Everyone looked at Tang Quan with puzzlement and disdain. At this point, they couldn’t understand where Tang Quan found the confidence to utter such words about perishing together with Ye Feng.

Ye Feng continued to ignore Tang Quan, not sparing him a glance—a dying person was of no concern, not worth Ye Feng’s attention.

Tang Quan became hysterical, veins bulging on his forehead, vomiting blood, and shouted loudly: "Ye Feng, Li Jiuling, you bastards, you’ve pushed me, we’ll perish together if need be!"

At that moment, Tang Quan suddenly took out a Jade Talisman and instantly crushed it.

A beam of light burst out from the Jade Talisman, shooting straight towards the Demon-locking Tower of the Shushan Sword Sect.

Instantly, the top of the Demon-locking Tower was enveloped by the light, and among the seven pearls atop the tower, one was immediately lit up. In a flash, the tower trembled, and a gap appeared. As the gap opened, a surge of demonic aura shot skyward.

"Roar~~~~" Accompanied by an earth-shattering, deafening roar reverberating through the entire void.

The space’s trembling continued causing ruptures; everyone was shattered by the terrifying sound waves, breaking their eardrums. The terrifying demonic aura instantly enveloped the entire Shushan Sword Sect, and a huge shadow surged into the sky.

It was a body extending hundreds of meters long, its emergence causing winds and clouds to surge between heaven and earth. Everyone gradually saw its form clearly—a black Jiao Long. Ye Feng immediately recognized it as a Purple Demon Flood Dragon.

However, the Purple Demon Flood Dragon was merely a projection, not its true form. Its true form was trapped within the Demon-locking Tower, and upon witnessing this scene, everyone was seized with dread.

The terrifying demonic aura was overwhelming, instantly plunging dozens of miles of void into darkness.

Even just its projection possessed such terrifying energy, indicating how truly terrifying the real entity must be.

At this moment, the Purple Demon Flood Dragon spoke human words, its deep voice resonating throughout every corner of the Shushan Sword Sect, like something capable of shattering eardrums: "Tang Quan, why do you disturb me!"

Tang Quan’s eyes turned wild, roaring loudly and pointing at Ye Feng: "Purple Demon Flood Dragon! Make a Heart Demon Vow immediately. I’ll release you from the Demon-locking Tower if you help me kill this bastard!"

Upon hearing Tang Quan’s words, everyone was shocked, filled with fear. They all knew very well what kind of existence the Purple Demon Flood Dragon was—a primordial Demon King...